The big ship was groaning.
It was like a dead creature floating in the void: although it had a steel shell, its hollowed-out interior was creaking.
There were no signs of any biological movement in the passages and elevators, and no one knelt down in the silent church. There was no light source in the cabin, and the remaining light was almost exhausted.
However, somewhere in the vast and vast depths, there appeared the flashing light of the armor. The moving pale light shined like the beam of a search light, and the steel wall as cold as frost reflected the light.
A group of armored warriors moved in a single column along the corridor. Although they walked slowly, their heavy footsteps turned into ripples of metallic sound that echoed in the endless maze of corridors and pipes. .
Around them, faint singing followed.
However, no one can hear it, or those who hear it will ignore it.
Hulks often contain echoes or visions of previous victims.
Soshyan was walking at the front of the team, holding a bolter in one hand and the Holy Flame Sword in the other. At the same time, he also noticed that the sounds were like tentacles stretching out into the cold.
Beside him was Thor, holding his pistol in one hand and the augury in the other, the screen glowing with a dull green light.
The static noise of the communication channel circulated among the people. Because the life support system here was not operating, everyone was wearing helmets. The three people in silver-gray paint looked particularly dazzling among the dark purples.
When passing some cabins, they could still see some shriveled floating corpses. So far, they have not encountered any living people, and they have not found any signs that can prove the identity of the ship.
Even Sevatar didn't see the specific model of this ship, but he said it was somewhat similar to the Odysseus-class
Armed transport ship.
But after floating silently in the warp for a long time, its interior did not rot, although it looked very old.
"Keep the formation closed."
Soshiyang's command sounded very soft in the channel, but the echoes that reached the void were continuous.
As the team moved down another iron staircase and passed a hatch or vent on another floor, Soshyan suddenly felt as if they had entered the depths of a huge steel tomb.
"There is clearly no one operating this ship,"
He said this to Thor, his tone still calm.
"But it looks like it is functioning since the internal ventilation and gravity field still exist. I feel that there may be subspace forces at work here. We have to continue moving towards the bottom and go to the fusion reactor below. If there's any sign of life, I think that's where we should go."
"We know nothing about this place. It is too dangerous to rush to the deepest part. Soshyan, I can understand your desire for revenge, but you must be responsible for them."
Thor looked back at the Soul Drinkers behind him.
"I suggest going to the bridge first and taking control of it. We will have a way to find those people."
"But what if they use other tools to escape?"
"Don't worry, they can't escape. We have a hunting master here."
With that said, Thor connected to Sevatar's communication.
The Prince of Crows stopped and listened for a moment, then silently turned around and walked to the edge of the team, disappearing silently into the darkness.
The moment Savita turned around, Soshyan vaguely saw something under his cloak - some kind of shiny sharp object.
The soul drinkers in the team didn't even notice that one person was missing.
Soshyan could only accept Thor's plan and lead the team to the bridge.
The team walked down two more floors, all the way to the creaking and dirty passageway, which led directly to the bridge.
The screens on the terminals on both sides emitted a wisp of white noise, projecting a ghostly light on the rusty wall, with wires hanging above like exposed nerves.
Soshyan's boots stepped on the fallen servo skeleton, and it grinned in response with empty eyes, as if it was mocking him.
"There's movement!"
A shout came from beside me, and the owner of the voice was Thor.
Soshyan instinctively entered a fighting crouching position, aiming the bolter in his hand at the entire corridor.
Under the narrow beam of the armor's illumination, he saw an erratic and confusing figure moving towards them - a short, pink torso with many arms, and there was not even a so-called head on it, but it could be seen. A slyly smiling face appeared in front of his chest.
They were noisy and jumping around like a group of urchins.
"It's the Dread Monster! Charge forward! Don't let them distance themselves!"
A second later, the muzzle of Thor's bolt pistol exploded with a dazzling red flash like lightning, and was adjusted to fully automatic fire mode. The noise was very loud.
In the radio channel, Soshyan immediately issued the order and said in a calm tone:
"Everyone shoot! Heavy weapons guys, hold them in place."
"receive!"
But when the explosive bombs washed the entire corridor, the noise of the Horrors quickly turned into screams.
Even by demonic standards, the Pink Horror belonging to the All-Changing Demon Lord is probably the strangest. Their behavior is completely unpredictable and uncontrollable, just like the impermanent masters of fate.
During their fight, they would burst into piercing laughter at some jokes that were incomprehensible to ordinary people.
When attacking, they can shoot out a fire bomb that keeps changing colors at the snap of their fingers. Any well-equipped enemy will be reduced to a puddle of flesh under this fire bomb.
But on the other hand, mud
Ju Yao can be described as a complete imbecile when it comes to melee combat.
So Sol's choice was very correct.
The bolters pounded the war chant, and the writhing figures staggered, then cursed and roared loudly. More voices sounded hoarse, rough, and mocking, and some hurled fireballs in response.
Various small explosions swallowed up the entire corridor, and sparks ricocheted around and on the walls.
Water and waste flew everywhere under repeated impacts and impacts.
"For the Emperor!"
Soshiyang waved the Sheng Yan Sword and took the lead.
Then his roar was drowned out by another burst of bolter fire, and something rushed from both ends of the team. They had a manta-like appearance, decorated with fangs, sharp angles and thrusts, and swooped down from mid-air. And directly hit the ranks of Space Marines.
In this chaos and badness, they are like fishes in the water.
When they bite a warrior's arm, they won't let go until they are chopped into pieces.
Soshyan tried to discern a clear vision in the chaos, but from somewhere in the darkness, a low and messy voice came, which connected into a strange song.
Then the sound dispersed again, and then laughter began.
Soshyan took a deep breath, his heart beating hard in his chest.
Now he probably knows that it is these demons that drive this ship - not long after he has just eliminated a handful of demons, and now he has to face a large group of demons, how many demons are there in the galaxy?
Although Thor warned him not to use gray marrow too frequently, the situation forced Soshyan to use this forbidden power again.
boom--!
A fireball passed through the air and hit Soshyan on the shoulder.
But the flames, which were enough to melt metal, seemed to be submerged in the ice. They only stirred up a wisp of smoke and disappeared without a trace.
The fear monsters began to cry and howl, and Soshyan began to run, roaring fiercely and forcefully.
When he rushed forward, the passage seemed to be completely washed by flames.
He heard howls of rage and pain, explosions, and the crude taunting sounds of some being.
Then, those fear monsters either died or fled without a trace.
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